Lakeside church of stone:
peaks walk on water under a parabola sky,
reflecting on our small lives,
solid on faith’s rock.
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Author Notes
How could one not be moved to awe in such majestic surroundings?
Being uplifted amidst grandeur and beauty, I've tried to capture a biblical feeling by bringing in motifs of "walking on water" and "parables".
The reflections may be transient, but the faith is on a solid base.
Initially, I had put the last line as "clinging to faith's rock", but that sounded a bit desperate, so I changed it to "solid"... although, on reflection, maybe "clinging" is a more appropriate word to use for these troubled times, where it feels like we are clinging to the wreckage.
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